Thursday, January 28, 2010

Nicky has a Story for Dyers Eve

While Nicky has not yet responded to my query, he has responded to another. He has apparently accepted a story for Dyers Eve by Mike Ault.

Let's find out more about Mr. Ault (scroll down to "About the Author"), who has three self-published books listed on Amazon:

Michael Ault is a 53 year old computer database expert well known in technical areas for his work and writings with Oracle database systems. He has a background in nuclear technology courtesy of 6 years in the Navy riding submarines and 10 years in the civilian nuclear field. His interests in space technology have been with him since seeing the Apollo launches as a child and his work with NASA-Aerojet on the Advanced Solid Rocket Motor project. He has worked full time in the computer industry since 1990. His outside interests include scuba diving, photography, hunting and fishing. He has travelled the world as a computer consultant spending time in Europe, Asia, North and South America. All of this experience is reflected in this novel.
Hm, you would think that someone who worked in computers would know how to Google a potential publisher.

Edited to add: Ooops, it appears that Nicky and Mr. Ault have a previous association:

by Michael Ault (author) at 1/27/2010 7:37:27 PM
Nick, How about putting some tory reviews up for my Seeds of Wonder anthology? Go ahead and say "Originally publishing in Tabloid Purposes I/II" and give a link if available! Links are here:

I'll have to look up his previous stories when I get home.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Nicky's New Antho - A Good Place for My Story?

Yes, Nicky is back and trying put together yet another anthology of writing from people who have been hiding under an Internet rock and/or are too ignorant to Google Nicky's name. Just for fun, I thought I'd send him a query. It reads as follows:

Hi Nicky,

I am querying about my story “Thunderstorms of Ill Fate”, which I think would be a fine addition to your current anthology project.

Todd Hollins, a breeder of exotic goats, and his wife, Georgie Davidson-Hollins, a professor of anthrolopogy and expert in ancient languages, are driving through rural Illinois on their way to New York for Todd’s family reunion. Late at night, a sudden vicious thunderstorm forces them to take shelter at a road-side diner.

The storm rages on unabated for hours. With the help of two other stranded travellers – Nicholas Kane, the front man for a local country band, and Seth Miles, a long haul trucker – Todd and Georgie must, figure out how to stop the unnatural deluge before the rising waters consume everything.

Their one clue is a strange short man hunched in the corner booth clutching an old, battered, leather-bound book. Sporting long dark greasy hair and a goatee and speaking with a heavy lisp, he mutters to himself in broken English about a millenia-old Summerian curse, which he swears he did not accidentally invoke.

This story is complete at 9,450 words. This story has already been published, however, so I can only offer reprint rights. If you are interested, please let me know and I can send the story to you.



I just sent this, so I may have to wait a few days to see what his thoughts are...

ETA: Now that I've sent this, I feel a little guilty for poking him. I guess we'll have to wait and see what happens.